[ Why hugs why of all things is it hugs this is mary's terrorism waltz all over again, Guts can feel the exact moment his brother goes rigid, but it does mean he's offended enough not to break free. His hands are pinned anyway what's the point- but the fractured kaleidoscope of vision he has has left looks over Guts' shoulder. Shows that cackling demon thing running after them with a sword. The vision of fractured mirrors and fraying electrical wires, twice the size and twice as fast and hellbent on following.
Good, he'd be pissed otherwise. That form is bad enough a memory.
There's a jerk to try and break out of Guts' arms, but there's the sound of cracking ice, immediately followed by pain-but-mostly-anger, and the right arm stops trying to break free entirely. The left one doesn't stop. ]
B̻u̦lͪͬ̒̑̇ͤl̫̜̻͕͓͉̇̏̎̒͂ṣ͍̩̰͇̃ͧ͂ͮ̇̄h̥̩͔̱͙̹͌ͫ͌i̻̖͕͓̟̼ͪ̌̉͐̎t̐͌͒̂ ̣̖͕̝̭̀̄̽̅ͅy͍͇͓͌ͨ̆͑oͧ͐ͪ̓ṳ͐ͬ̓̅̃̏̓ ͪ̿ͩ͗ͣ͆̚c̯̞̗͓̍͊̅a̯̱͑̑n̜͔̙̪̟͍̤ͪ͋'̆̾̇̔͋̑t̟̄̈̃̓ͥ̔ ͎̖̱͉̄́͗ͬ̓̿͗u̼͉̬̰̥̲n̾̈́̐̂dͩe͕̺͓̠̭̋͊̓̒̚r͓͔̲͔͓̰͔͊ͨ͛ͧ̈s̼̊̾t̆a̼͓ͤ͑̎ͪ̉̒n͂̽ͥ̓ͨ͐̌d̩͒̆̀̓̎͋̽ ̥̣͒ͥ̈̂̚m̈́̉̓̏́͒͂e̐̉̚!͈͎̺̭̙̀͌͑̅̊̒ͩ [ That time it was a bit more audible, one voice winning over the other, only because of the pitch difference and still not enough.
He also gets another kneecapping. It's harder than the last one. Time's fast-forwarding back through all the marks He made, each piece of mind and memory He changed to suit His own image, and okay, sure, fine, his fault for not gauging his eyes out fast enough, whatever Foresight, he'll go back to being a revenant. This whole day is bullshit, rapidly eroding his last nerve. Just eviscerate the puppet and get it over with, Pai's at the other monster, don't even have to see it to feel it, but.
But it's still Gabe's body. He can't just be rent asunder that easily. Wait, fuck that, he's not so important as to be immune from sacrifice, but. But. Blah. Stupid alt-him's feelings. Taking his place is always an ophaha yeah no, no one is worth that. ] Last warning, Ṉ̢̞̮͓̃̎̉͟t̡̨͇̳̍̐ͫ̐s̵͚͓̹̭̓̍͊͐̏̓̇, we're done!
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Good, he'd be pissed otherwise. That form is bad enough a memory.
There's a jerk to try and break out of Guts' arms, but there's the sound of cracking ice, immediately followed by pain-but-mostly-anger, and the right arm stops trying to break free entirely. The left one doesn't stop. ]
B̻u̦lͪͬ̒̑̇ͤl̫̜̻͕͓͉̇̏̎̒͂ṣ͍̩̰͇̃ͧ͂ͮ̇̄h̥̩͔̱͙̹͌ͫ͌i̻̖͕͓̟̼ͪ̌̉͐̎t̐͌͒̂ ̣̖͕̝̭̀̄̽̅ͅy͍͇͓͌ͨ̆͑oͧ͐ͪ̓ṳ͐ͬ̓̅̃̏̓ ͪ̿ͩ͗ͣ͆̚c̯̞̗͓̍͊̅a̯̱͑̑n̜͔̙̪̟͍̤ͪ͋'̆̾̇̔͋̑t̟̄̈̃̓ͥ̔ ͎̖̱͉̄́͗ͬ̓̿͗u̼͉̬̰̥̲n̾̈́̐̂dͩe͕̺͓̠̭̋͊̓̒̚r͓͔̲͔͓̰͔͊ͨ͛ͧ̈s̼̊̾t̆a̼͓ͤ͑̎ͪ̉̒n͂̽ͥ̓ͨ͐̌d̩͒̆̀̓̎͋̽ ̥̣͒ͥ̈̂̚m̈́̉̓̏́͒͂e̐̉̚!͈͎̺̭̙̀͌͑̅̊̒ͩ [ That time it was a bit more audible, one voice winning over the other, only because of the pitch difference and still not enough.
He also gets another kneecapping. It's harder than the last one. Time's fast-forwarding back through all the marks He made, each piece of mind and memory He changed to suit His own image, and okay, sure, fine, his fault for not gauging his eyes out fast enough, whatever Foresight, he'll go back to being a revenant. This whole day is bullshit, rapidly eroding his last nerve. Just eviscerate the puppet and get it over with, Pai's at the other monster, don't even have to see it to feel it, but.
But it's still Gabe's body. He can't just be rent asunder that easily. Wait, fuck that, he's not so important as to be immune from sacrifice, but. But. Blah. Stupid alt-him's feelings.
Taking his place is always an ophaha yeah no, no one is worth that. ] Last warning, Ṉ̢̞̮͓̃̎̉͟t̡̨͇̳̍̐ͫ̐s̵͚͓̹̭̓̍͊͐̏̓̇, we're done![ Was that a name or a keysmash? ]